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Lords Day 44, 2008


I reioyced, when they sayd to me, We wil go into the house of the Lord. (Psalme 122:1)

PETITIONARY HYMNS
POEM X. Desiring to be given up to God
Augustus Toplady (17401778)

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O that my heart was right with thee,
And lovd thee with a perfect love!
O that my Lord would dwell in me,
And never from his seat remove!
Jesus, remove th impending load,
And set my soul on fire for God!

Thou seest I dwell in awful night
Until thou in my heart appear;
Kindle the flame, O Lord, and light
Thine everlasting candle there:
Thy presence puts the shadows by;
If thou art gone, how dark am I!

Ah! Lord, how should thy servant see,
Unless thou give me seeing eyes?
Well may I fall, if out of thee;
If out of thee, how should I rise?
I wander, Lord, without thy aid,
And lose my way in midnights shade.

Thy bright, unerring light afford,
A light that gives the sinner hope;
And from the house of bondage, Lord,
O bring the weary captive up,
Thine hand alone can set me free
And reach my pardon out to me.

O let my prayer acceptance find,
And bring the mighty blessing down;
With eye-salve, Lord, anoint the blind,
And seal me thine adopted son:
A fallen, helpless creature take,
And heir of thy salvation make.

The Complete Works of Augustus Toplady (Sprinkle Publications, 1987).

Psalme 42 (Geneva Bible)
To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah.

1 As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
2 My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
3 My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy God?
4 When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.
5 Why art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
6 My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.
7 One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
8 The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto the God of my life.
9 I wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
10 My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy God?
11 Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.

Grace be with you, and Peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.



Posted 2008·11·02 by David Kjos
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